Novel & Cerita This Thing Called Love

bulong ko at hinalikan ako nito sa labi. Saying ‘I love you’ after we made love was the one thing I wanted to hold on to… and I don’t ever want to lose it. I mean it

I mean minsan niya nang nakita ang Dad niya na awayin ako kaya ayaw na ayaw ko siyang nakakarinig ng mga ganito. "Of course not, anak. I was just telling your tito that love is unexpected. You can't tell if it's love if you don't feel it with your heart.. hmm?"

Pero kapag sumasagi siya sa isip ko, hindi ko namamalayan na napapangiti na pala ako. Kapag inaasar ako ni Valerie sa kanya, deep inside me, kinikilig ako. Kapag hindi ko siya nakikita, hinahanap ko siya. Namimiss ko rin ang mga halik niya. Is this what they call love? I’m not sure, though. Pero ayoko. Ayokong makaramdam ng ganito, dahil masakit. Madami nang nasaktan, at ayokong isa ako sa mga makakaranas nito. The thought alone frightened me to the core.

The first and last man that I will love. As a young girl, I was always captivated by the magic of weddings. The way the bride glided down the aisle in her exquisite gown, radiating happiness and love, left a lasting impression on me. I would watch in awe as she exchanged vows with her groom, promising to love and cherish each other for eternity. It was in those moments that the seed of my dream was planted - to find that one special person with whom I would share a lifetime of love and happiness.

Isa-isa niya kaming tinignan na mga apo niya. “Love is not a thing you want to play around with. Women have the instinct so do men have too, why do you even choose to play around when your heart knows what to choose.” Pangaral niya sa amin. After all, this is Sebastian Gideon Hillarca, a man who was true to his words.

bulong nito sa kaniya. “I love you, Clinton Villamor.” She whispered back. *** Love. What is love, by the way? Why do people fall in love? Is love required for two people to have a family? Does love exist? Do we need love in order to live? Ito ang mga katanungang pilit na hinahanapan ni Clinton ng sagot noong hindi niya pa natagpuan si Anjelouv. Noon ayaw niya pang maging isang alipin ng pag ibig sapagkat ayaw niyang maging sunod-sunuran sa mahikang ginagawa nito. Para sa kaniya distraksyon lamang ito pero sino ba ang mag aakalang papanain siya ni kupido?

Malay ko bang mahina ang memorya ng animal na yun. "Well. I tell you something about love. Alam niyo naman every 6 o'clock in the evening may ganito? And it's all about love. You know, masarap mag-mahal pero nakakamatay ang sakit but seriously love is powerful." Napaayos ako ng upo at tumingin sa kanya. Nakuha niya ang atensiyon ko. "Love is complex. A mix of emotions, behaviors, and beliefs associated with strong feelings of affection, protectiveness, warmth, and respect for another person." seryosong sambit niya at tila nanaginip ng gising.

nakangiting sabi ko and then we kissed again Love is more of a feeling that a person feels for another person. People often confuse love and lust. Love means to be deeply committed and connected to someone or something. The basic meaning of love is to feel more than liking towards someone. END...

Isang katanungang nahihirapan akong sagutin. ‘What is love?’ Ito ang isinulat ni Ma’am sa whiteboard at matapos no'n ay agad siyang nagpakilala sa amin since ito ang unang beses na pumasok siya sa aming klase. What is love? Konektado ba ang tanong na ito sa aming magiging lecture ngayong araw?

" love is a very beautiful Thing and it shouldn't Be limits by gender...." A man can love a woman A woman can love a man But does love cycles like that forever? Does a man can love a man? Or a woman can love a woman? What was really the real definition of that thing they called 'love'? How long can someone fight for a love that is unethical to eyes of the society, and immoral to the eyes of many? "I love you khai...." I whispered to my self as my tears went down to my eyes, wittnessing my bestfriend having sex to a ramdom women, for the enth time......